"Welcome!" The two of them walked to the palace gate. Sixteen beauties in palace costumes immediately smiled like flowers, and welcomed them softly, greatly satisfying their vanity...

Of course, the two of them were serious at least, so they naturally didn't look sideways and walked directly into the palace along the red carpet. Once they reached the palace, there was a very wide space in front of them.

At this moment, there are also quite lively scenes in the palace. In every corner, there are people wandering alone, or chatting and laughing in groups. However, the most eye-catching thing is the objects in the palace.

In the wide palace, many precious objects are placed, like museums, divided into different categories. Among them are calligraphy and painting, porcelain, gold and silver utensils, clothing and pendants, etc.

"Hey, Luoshui didn't lie. It was indeed a treasure exhibition." As soon as Bao Longtu entered the door, his eyes swept, and he began to be excited: "And they are all treasures from the Tang Dynasty."

"Are these private collections?" Fang Yuan said in surprise: "There are quite a lot."

"You don't understand." Bao Longtu waved his hand and said, "For big collectors, these may be just part of the collection and are nothing at all. Every top big collector has the same things as a large museum. However, they are low-key and do not show any signs of dew." As he spoke, Bao Longtu's eyes lit up, and he immediately seemed surprised and happy, and said in a little horrified manner: "Look at that painting!"

"What painting?" Fang Yuan looked at it with the flow. He saw that in the calligraphy and painting area, there was a scroll hanging in a conspicuous position. It was a horizontal scroll with color on silk, with simple and elegant painting quality.

Just calligraphy and painting, it’s not that rare. But this scroll is quite special. Anyway, after taking a look, Fang Yuan was immediately shocked: “No, that painting…how did that painting appear here?”

Although Fang Yuan didn't know much about ancient paintings, the paintings hanging there looked so familiar. As long as he had studied in elementary school and took picture classes, he should have seen that painting. The main reason is that the painting is too precious and can be called a national treasure.

At the right time, Bao Longtu said in surprise: "It turned out to be a lady with a flower hairpin! Shouldn't that painting be collected in the Liao Provincial Museum? Why does it appear here now?"

"Can it be an imitation?" Fang Yuan was surprised and thought of a possibility.

"I don't know. Go and take a look." Bao Longtu calmed down and hurried over. The picture of the ladies with flowers in her hair depicts the scene of ancient noble women enjoying flowers and gardens at the turn of spring and summer. They play in the courtyard with gorgeous and luxurious movements, picking flowers, shooting butterflies, playing with dogs, watching cranes, walking slowly, sitting lazy, doing nothing. The lines of the characters are simple, round and powerful, and the colors are rich and rich but not vulgar.

The ancients had a very high evaluation of this painting, hailed as the top of ancient and modern times, and a veritable national treasure. However, Bao Longtu also said that this painting should be collected in the Liao Provincial Museum now, so the painting in front of him should not be the original work, right?

The reason why I asked a question mark was that Bao Longtu was not sure whether the people who held the exhibition would be very powerful. I borrowed the original works from the Liao Provincial Museum for the exhibition. You should know that some people have a great background and ordinary people think it is easy to reach the sky in their eyes...

"Really, is it still a imitation?" Bao Longtu murmured to himself, it was difficult to judge.

At this moment, someone next to him laughed and said, "This is a imitation, a high imitation from Rongbaozhai. It is just a imitation from the early 1980s, and it has been thirty years since then."

"Huh!" Bao Longtu was stunned and found that the person who was explaining to him was a man in his thirties. He had two beards, his eyes flashed slightly, and his face was shrewd.

Bao Longtu blinked and asked, "Brother, what's the name?"

"Don't dare." The man was a little flattered and nodded and said, "I'm a little boy, Qiu, I'm looking for clothes and fur, and the single name is Bi. The fellow travelers in the world gave me a bandit number called Pi Qiuer..."

The ball is round, smooth, versatile, and good at dancing. In an instant, Bao Longtu understood that this person should be a broker and a capable local snake. Otherwise, he would not be able to enter this place.

"Mr. Qiu." Bao Longtu smiled and nodded, and asked curiously: "How do you know that this is a copycat of Rong Baozhai?"

"There is a seal on it." Qiu Bi hurriedly signaled: "It's right in the corner, if you didn't look carefully, it wouldn't be easy to notice. Speaking of which, Rong Baozhai's high imitation skills are too powerful, and he is known as the first-class original. Not only are the paper, brushstrokes, and the smudges of ink colors perfectly consistent with the original work, but even the dust left over from all generations are exactly the same as the original work."

"The imitation is realistic and has reached the point of being fake and real. In order to facilitate the distinction and prove that this is a high-quality imitation work, so as not to be deceived, Rong Baozhai's appreciation seal was added to the painting."

Qiu Bi sighed, "And even if it is a imitation, the price is not low. For example, in the past two years, the high imitation Han Xizai night banquet picture of Rongbaozhai sold a sky-high price of 810,000 yuan. There is also a high imitation of the Qingming River map, which also broke the record of a million yuan. According to my estimate, if this picture of a lady with a hairpin is taken to auction, it will definitely be expensive..."

"A must-have." Bao Longtu agreed: "A high-quality imitation can be called a replica. The replica itself is also valuable because the replica is a reproduction and expression of the original. If it is made very well, it will naturally have a high economic value and research value, and the price will definitely not be low."

"Yes, yes, yes." Qiu Bishen agreed: "Like national treasures and famous paintings, they are basically isolated books and are managed by the state. No matter how rich a large collector is, they cannot be involved. If they cannot collect genuine works, the collection of imitations will naturally have a broad market."

"Yes, since you can't collect the original works, you naturally need to comfort me by imitating your works." Bao Longtu said softly: "Besides, sometimes imitations may not be worse than genuine works. Just like the works of Shi Tao that were imitated by Zhang Daqian, it is now more valuable than Shi Tao's original works, and it is also an interesting story in the collection industry."

"Experts, big experts." Qiu Bi looked respectful and flattered without moral integrity.

"What an expert I am, I am just a half-baked person." Bao Longtu waved his hand, looking quite self-aware.

Fang Yuan's mouth moved, barely holding back his pretentious behavior. Hey, usually, he calls himself an expert all day long, and is a big expert, but now he is humble, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

At the same time, Qiu Bi whispered: "By the way, this painting may be taken in the future. If you are interested, you must be prepared."

"What, go to the auction?" Bao Longtu was stunned: "Isn't this an exhibition? Can you still auction things?"

"It seems that the two rarely attend such gatherings." Qiu Bi smiled and explained softly: "Actually, you can tell if you look around. In addition to some real antiques, there are also many modern imitation crafts. These crafts are prepared for guests who come to participate in the exhibition."...

"Hmm?" Fang Yuan looked around and had a vague understanding.

The guests attending the exhibition include not only the elderly, middle-aged, but also young people. Those young people did not come alone, but many of them brought female companions. Most of the treasures on display are exquisite, gorgeous, brilliant, and dazzling things. This is naturally full of unparalleled attraction for young women.

The exhibition owner will definitely not take action on antique treasures, so he simply prepares some imitations, does not feel sorry for auction, and takes care of the emotions of the guests, and can make some money back. It will kill more than one kill, so why not do it?

"It's good." Bao Longtu said intentionally: "I can't afford to pay for some priceless items. But can I still buy a few imitations?"

Bao Longtu's words are absolutely true. Because the design company has his shares, his net worth will surge when the dividends are distributed at the end of the year. As long as he is willing to spend money, it should not be a problem to buy this high-quality imitation lady's picture of a hairpin.

Fang Yuan never interferes with this kind of personal hobby issue. Who doesn’t have any hobbies? As long as it doesn’t harm yourself or hinder others, why bother?

Hearing this, Qiu Bi's eyes brighter and he said enthusiastically: "Young Master, you are the surname?"

"Bao!" Bao Longtu held his head up and his chest was raised. He was rich in his pocket now and was full of confidence: "Bao Zheng's bag!"

"Bao Shao." Qiu Bi smiled and asked, "Why, I'll take you around?"

"...Okay." Bao Longtu thought about it and nodded happily.

The broker's eyes were vicious and probably had a look at how many good things were at the exhibition. It was better to let him lead the way than to wander around by himself. Of course, the cost of leading the way must be no less, after all, they earned hard money.

In an instant, Qiu Bi's smile became stronger and he asked, "Sir Bao, I wonder what you are more interested in?"

"I like a lot of things." Bao Longtu smiled and said, "As long as it is a good thing, I like it."

"That's it." Qiu Bi was immediately embarrassed because he didn't know what the standard for good things Bao Longtu said was. If he thought it was good but Bao Longtu didn't think it was good, wouldn't that have ruined his job?

After thinking about it, Qiu Bi asked, "Sir Bao, do you like porcelain? There are several sets of Tang Dynasty porcelain over there, as well as Tang Sancai and other things. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Porcelain?" Bao Longtu was intrigued: "Xing Kiln? Yue Kiln?"
Chapter completed!